Chapter 1: Meeting Foxy
It was about 10:34 AM in the morning and Freddy's Pizzeria was very busy as usual. Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica were all on stage performing their songs and dancing around, while the kids laughed and clapped along. One in particular animatronic was not doing anything and wasn't allowed to. His name is Foxy. He is Fox animatronic that has aged over the years leaving holes in his chest and arms. His endow-skeleton's legs were completely showing. He had his own little room, which was known as Pirate's Cove. It was decorated as any pirate themed room would be and he had an eye patch, hook, and was dressed like a pirate to some degree. His jaw was broken and his voice box was in a state of repair.
He wasn't allowed to leave Pirate's Cove and no one was allowed to go in. The sign outside the curtain that led to it made sure of it. The sign said "SORRY OUT OF ORDER." He wasn't supposed to move around during day hours, but he did it anyway because no one ever checked on him. It was the only thing he could really do at this time of day to keep himself occupied. The other three were not so fortunate. They were able to move around during the day, but were not allowed to leave the stage. He wasn't allowed to be seen moving around or else they would shut him down.
Foxy walked over to the curtain that separated him from the amazing fun outside and listened to the laughing children. He bowed his head in silence with sad eyes. He raised his hook and moved the curtain slightly and peeked out through the sliver of light that shined in. He sees the kids having fun and running around with adults keeping a close eye on them. When he saw the kids having fun, he could feel peace, but that wasn't the same as actually interacting with the kids. He let go of the curtain and walked back over to his spot, where he was supposed to be fixed to until midnight. The latches that were supposed to keep his feet bound to that area were broken and/or damaged, which allowed him to move. He stood there sadly, thinking about the old days when life was peaceful and the kids happily played with them. Ever since that day…no…he didn't want to think about it. He heard some people outside his curtain and he quickly got into his pose and stood completely still. He knew if he was caught moving then he would be shut down for good and he didn't want that.
"And that's Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica," The guard said as he stopped in front of the curtain. He looked at you. You were the new mechanic for Freddy's Pizzeria. "Those three are the life of the party, well; at least during the day…they just stand there at night." You look at him and just smiled.
"So, you want me to keep these guys in shape?" You ask keeping your tool kit in hand. The security guard nodded with a kind smile.
"I've told Freddy that you are the only one that is allowed to touch him so he knows not to freak out when you do," The guard answered. "There is a rule here a Freddy's Pizzeria that Freddy is not to be touched." You nod, understanding the rule, and looked at the three singing animatronics that you were now responsible for. You were fascinated by their intelligence. Then, you see the sign.
"Where does this go?" You ask, gesturing to the curtain. The guard looked and frowned slightly.
"This is the entrance to Pirate's Cove. Foxy is out of order so we cannot allow kids in there," The guard answered as he patted the sign. You were now confused. There was Freddy the Bear, Bonnie the Bunny, and Chica the Chicken; now, you hear a different name.
"Who is Foxy?" You ask as you became more curious. The guard looked at you and realized the facts that he left out. He slapped his forehead and swore silently.
"Sorry, I forgot to mention him. It's just that he has been out of order for some time now that it's easy to forget about old Foxy," He answered. "He's the animatronic of Pirate's Cove. He's pirate fox that the kids used to love playing with. Well, they did until that day…" You were now very confused.
"What happened then?" You ask as you look a little more concerned. The guard sighed. He pulled you a little bit away from the curtain and further away from the children.
"Foxy bit someone," He answered. You look shocked to hear such news. Most animatronics are built with the basic knowledge and know not to bite humans.
"An animatronic bit someone?" You question in silence. "Why did he do that?"
"No one knows, but they figured it was some sort of malfunction and he bit the poor guard," He answered. "It's in the past now and the only way we can protect the other children and adults by keeping Foxy in here." You look at the curtain with curiosity in your eyes.
"Since he's one of the animatronics here, I am responsible for fixing him too," You say. "I can see what's wrong with him and get him back up and running at full capacity. That way the kids can play with him again." The guard looked at you with disbelief.
"I don't know if that's a very safe idea. I mean, what if he activates fully and attacks you?" He asked as you walk past him and towards the curtain. You look back at him.
"I am not afraid of them," You answer as you enter the room without another word. The guard rubbed the back of his head.
"That's because you haven't seen them at night," He said as he looked back over at Freddy and his friends.
The room was dark as usual for a shutdown attraction and the animatronic, Foxy, was standing in his usual spot, not moving. You walk over to him and stood in front of the animatronic.
"Hey, Foxy, I don't know if you can hear me, let alone talk to me, but I am going to help you," You say as you smile at the broken jawed fox. Foxy couldn't believe that someone was actually in here. It's been so long since anyone has ever set foot in this room. You go to touch his jaw and that's when Foxy backed off. Foxy quickly broke from his silence and jumped back. "Whoa, you're quick." Foxy held his arms up as if to block you from coming near him.
"St-st-st-stay away-y-y from m-me," Foxy said in his messed up voice. Obviously, his voice box needed repairs.
"It's okay, I am not going to harm you in anyway, Foxy," You say with a kind smile.
"I-I know-ow-ow, y-ye c-c-can't hurt-t-t me-e. I-I-I don't-t wa-want to-o hurt y-ye," Foxy said as he kept his arms up. You take a step forward and placed a hand on his arm, which had the hook. Foxy looked at you.
"I trust you and you have to trust me, ok?" You ask. "I am the new mechanic here and I will be responsible for all of you." Foxy slowly lowered his arms, still looked at you with fear.
"I-I-I ho-hope that I-I don't-t hurt ye-e," Foxy said. You get him to stand still and you get closer to his jaw and took a look. It was snapped open and the bolts, that were supposed to be holding the screws in place, were missing. You open your tool box and pull out a screwdriver and a wrench.
"Hold your jaw up right here for me, please?" You ask. Foxy raised his hand and held the jaw in that spot. "This may either hurt or you'll just feel pressure." You start to unscrew the screw with the screwdriver. Foxy made a weird noise as if to hint that it hurt. You pull out the screw and saw that it was bent badly. You pull a bag out of your tool box and pulled an identical screw with a bolt. You began to put the new screw in place. Slowly turning it at first, but tightened it up when it became hard to turn. You used the wrench to tighten the bolt around the screw. You step away and Foxy let go.
"It-t feels-s-s weird-d-d to ta-talk li-li-like this-s," Foxy said as he watched you move to the other side of him.
"Well, that's because I still have to do this side," You say as you hold up the screwdriver. "Hold up your jaw again, but on this side." Foxy did as he was told and you begin to repeat the previous process. When you were done you step away from him. He moved his jaw up and down a couple times as his excitement grew.
"It-t-t fe-fe-feels be-better-r. Th-th-thank-k y-ye-e," Foxy said in the happiest tone he could manage. You laugh at Foxy's excitement.
"Turn around and I'll see what's wrong with your voice box, okay," You say. Foxy grabbed a nearby box and sat on it so you would have easier access to the back of his head. You open the back and see the damage right away. "Oh my, you haven't been tended to for years have you." You begin working on his voice box. After a few minutes, you accidently pull the wrong wire and cause him to screech slightly. You jump back from him and he closed his mouth.
"I-I-I am so-o so-sorry, l-lassie-e," Foxy said with concern in his voice. You walk back up to him just as the guard came in.
"Are you okay, did Foxy hurt you?" He asked quickly. You look at him and Foxy stayed looking away ashamed of accidently scaring you.
"No, I pulled a wire by accident which caused him to screech. I am fine. He hasn't attacked me at all," You answer as you got back to work on Foxy's voice box. "He isn't dangerous." The guard gave a look of disbelief, but hid it with a look of concern.
"He did that when he bit that guard back in 1987," The guard said as he came closer.
"Well, this time it was my fault," You argue. You look a Foxy somewhat. "Try talking, Foxy."
"Y-yar mate-y, my n-n-name be Foxy-y-y," Foxy said as best as he could.
"Ok, it's not as bad as it was before, but there are still some kinks I need to work out," You say. "Foxy, this is going to take me just a little bit longer okay?" Foxy nodded and held still. The guard stood next to you as you work.
"I am just looking out for you," The guard said with a concerned look. You give him a glance and then look back at your work. You, finally, close it up and look at the guard.
"He's not dangerous," You say sternly. You look at Foxy. "Ok, now look at me and say that line again." Foxy straightened up and turned towards you.
"Hello everyone, me name be Foxy," He said as clear as day. He put his hand to his face. "I be talking normally….ha...Ha…I can talk normally!" He jumped up and jumped for joy at the sound of his voice box being fixed. You laugh at the site of animatronic acting like an excited kid.
"There you can now talk without stuttering," You say with a smile. Foxy jumped up a couple times and then hugged you. You were surprised at the sudden hug. The guard was about to call in back up when Foxy acted so suddenly.
"Thank-ye, thank-ye so much," He said happily. You hug him back and smile happily. Foxy let's go, but now looked curious. "What be ye name, lass?" You look to where your name tag was supposed to be, but it wasn't there.
"Shoot I lost my name tag, my name is (insert your name)," You answer as you search for you missing name tag.
"So, I guess you can see what exactly is wrong with him?" The guard asked as he stopped at the curtain. You nodded and the guard made an effort to smile back. "Well, I guess I will go back to my day patrol." The guard left and you turn back to Foxy.
"Why did you bite that person back in 1987?" You ask with a frown. Foxy looked down and turned away from you.
"I've been trying to forget that," Foxy answered sorrowfully. "I did mean to bite the barnacle, but it been the wrong criminal…I bit the wrong person." You were now confused.
"What do you mean "the wrong person"? You ask questioningly. Foxy looked at her with sadness in his eyes.
"If I told ye that, then ye'd be in trouble," He answered, bowing his head.
